A Cinderella Story 1D Version

Always in my mind

Chapter 2




Zayn's POV:




Who does she think she is talking to me like that, most girls would die for the chance for me to even look at them. I raised the cup to my lips and took a sip of the steaming cup of coffee "Damn this is fuckin good."




I made my way back to the hotel room and the guys were finally awake. Harry came up to me "Mate why are you all worked up?"




I scoffed "This brat at the coffee shop was being a bitch."




Liam walked from the couch to the kitchen table and took a seat next to me "What did you do this time?" he said as he rolled his eyes.




"I just went in the coffee shop and ordered my drink from this placid girl who didn't seem to know who I am so I was curious to know why this girl had no clue who I was so I asked her. Then the brat got all offended and bad-mouthed me because I "disgust her." I really don't know what crawled up her ass." I was fuming at this point from just thinking about this little twat called Rosie.




"Zayn, not everyone in the world knows who we are. Some people aren't interested in boy-bands. Being you, you probably insulted her without even trying," Liam scolded.




"I don't need this right now. I'm stressed enough as it is," I went out the patio doors to take a smoke.







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Rosy's POV:




After that idiot left, my day went downhill.




"Rosy posy, are you alright? You seem to be stressing over something," Calvin (my boss who was my fathers best friend.) said looking over to me.




"This guy came in talking nonsense and.. I don't know. He just got to me," I huffed.




"Just go home, sweetie. It's pretty slow anyhow. Relax and tomorrow will be a better day," He said with a smile.




"Thanks Cal your the best" I said as I grabbed my bag and went home.




The walk home was slow but it made me realize that this guy, Zayn, had actually... gave me a feeling that no guy had ever given me. This feeling was indescribable, like someone released a flock of butterflies from my chest.




Who am I kidding? No guy would ever go for a girl like me. My brown wavy hair is always in a messy bun or a pony tail. I hardly wear any makeup. I don't dress nor look like any of those Tumblr girls but I guess being someones personal servant and working full time doesn't give me time to work on my "image".




If it wasn't for my selfishness my parents would have never died, I could have had a normal life.




I walked inside the house to find it empty. Finally some relaxation. I sludged over to the fridge to get some fizzy drink. I took a small sip and closed the fridge. Theres was a note on an obnoxiously huge pink paper that read "To Do List". Here we go again.




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Zayn's POV:




An hour outside really helps wind me down. Niall joined me on the balcony.




"Hey Zayn hope you're feeling better because we have to go pick up our tuxes for the masquerade ball."




"I am, Nialler. Let's find us some snazzy suits so we can find ourselves a bird," I threw my arm around his shoulders and walked into the suite. "Boys, I'm sorry for being rude earlier. I can't really handle my moods lately. We alright?" I heard a chorus of 'yeahs' and we walked out of the suite with smiles on our faces.




Harry whispered in my ear, "Oi, Zayn, be my wingman?'




"Of course! As long as her friend is fit I'm all good." I replied.




As we drove off I thought about that girl, Rosy. -Snap out of it Zayn! This is one girl, thousands of girls want you and this one shouldn't have you this frustrated.- I wonder what she's doing right now.